Harry Potter's Bastard

Naturally, Levinto's filthy hideout could not have been protected by an anti-illusion spell, and it would be abnormal if Solim couldn't get here through the illusion.

Pilson and the others' movements perfectly illustrate the qualities of a wizard who can survive in Tumbledown Alley until now, and when it comes to determining that there is a wizard behind him who suddenly appears, who is of unknown origin and cannot distinguish friend from foe, their movements can be described as uniform: there is no superfluous turning movement, they directly aim their wands through their armpits in the direction where Solim's voice came from, but that's all they can do, they were subdued by Solim without shooting a single spell- If he had turned his back to his target and had not been able to subdue four wizards whose magic power was inferior to his own, Solim's years of accumulation would have been in vain.

Solim cleanly stunned the four men, and made up for them one by one to be on the safe side, and tied them up firmly, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't mastered the Anti-Apparition Charm, he would have added this. But is it...... A wizard who can associate with someone like Levinto must not be able to master the illusion.

"Remember me?" Solim gathered up before turning his gaze to Levento, who was nestled in bed.

Levinto wanted to dismantle Solim to pieces, but unfortunately he could only think about it when he lost his arms, he didn't even dare to show this resentment on his face, but the unnaturalness that flashed on his face was still seen by Solim.

"Seems to remember me. Solim nodded, then raised his chin at the unconscious people on the ground, and asked, "What's going on with these people?"

After learning that the four people on the ground were interested in making money, Solim suddenly lost interest. However, he thought that these four people might be able to come in handy, so he stuffed them all into a box, and by the way, released Borkin, who had been caught earlier.

"Are you...... Borkin?" Levento's eyes widened, carefully identifying the person in front of him.

"It's me," Borkin said in a hoarse voice, looking at Levento's two empty sleeves, "but it looks like I'm much luckier than you." "

Borkin was a previous captive of Solim at the Burrow, and was lucky enough to save his life by saying something that Solim was interested in.

"It's good that you know each other. Solim withdrew the box, "It just so happens that I have something for you to do—don't worry, something simple." "

With a wave of his wand to make sure no one eavesdropped, Solim turned into a back chair and came out, a hand that widened the eyes of the two grey wizards who had been tumbling down the alleys.

"Borkin, find a suitable opportunity to visit the store in Bock and help me see if there is a cabinet-like object there......"

Solim described the shape of the Vanishing Cabinet in detail, and pulled out several small items.

"I think the profiteer Bock should be more interested in these little things, and the money from the sale is yours. Solim said, "But I demand the accuracy of the message, and I can't get the old guy's attention, can I do it?"

Borgin and Levinto craned their necks to look at the few things Solim had pulled out: a small bag that he didn't know what was inside, a pitch-black box the size of a palm, and a bottle smaller than his little thumb.

"This bag contains eggshell powder from Australian egg whites, which is not visible in the world. If the price of that old thing is less than five hundred Galleons, you can get it back, and as for this box—" Solim tapped his fingers, "this is a fiery snake egg, kept by the Cryo Charm—"

Solim suddenly leaned forward, stared at the two people next to the bed, and said, "If that profiteer from Bock offers less than a thousand, don't let him take a second look!"

The Grey Serpent is a magical creature born from the Demon Fire, and theoretically speaking, as long as the Demonic Fire burns long enough, the Flame Snake has a chance to be born. However, it is very difficult to get a fire ash snake, because once the fire ash snake is born from the demon fire, it will quickly find a place to lay eggs, and then it will turn to ashes within a few minutes after laying eggs, so it is very difficult to get a fire ash snake. The eggs of the Grey Serpent are widely used in both alchemy and potions, but they are not available on the market at all due to the scarcity of production.

Leventto and Borgin were two wizards who couldn't be more low, where had they ever seen such a thing? Whether it was the material on the dragon's body, or the first-level contraband like the fire ash snake egg, it was something they had never seen in most of their lives. Naturally, the two of them had no experience in dealing with them, but Solim was well aware of it.

Levinto and Borkin looked at each other, and finally Borkin asked cautiously, "Sir...... We would like to know if we can fulfill your request...... We ......"

Solim immediately understood what he meant, there are countless cases of turning his face and not recognizing people here in Tumbledown Alley, and Borkin is worried that Solim will "deal with" them when they run out.

"I don't like to kill. Solim said first, then added, "But if I don't have a choice, I won't reject killing." Do what I have to say, and you won't lose your benefits—"

Solim then looked at Levento, who was nestled in bed.

"Your arm—it's not like there's no solution, whether it's some kind of spell or alchemy, or potions, there's a way to solve it. Solim smiled: "But it's still the same sentence: do what I have to say." "

Levento's decadent heart was on fire again. Having lost his arms, he wanted to live in the Muggle world with all the wealth he had amassed, but Solim's words gave him a glimmer of hope, and if he could, Levinto would certainly prefer to stay in the wizarding world. Although he is lame, he knows how to survive here.

But there was a more real question before Levinto: how could he be sure that the wizard in front of him was not deceiving them? Deception was not in a place like Tumbledown Alley, as long as there were people. Levinto knew he might be a little bold, but he had to say it.

"How can we be sure you're not lying to us?"

Levinto stared at Solim's face. Although he doesn't know how to take his minds, his years of experience dealing with scammers can still come in handy.

"You don't deserve my lied to – it may hurt your self-esteem a little, but it's what it is. Pointing to the bags and boxes on the table, Solim said, "Anything here is worth more than your lives." "

Borkin and Levinto knew that Solim was telling the truth, that the presence of these two things in Tumbledown Alley could indeed cause a scramble (for Wang Zhao), and that their lives were really nothing compared to these two dead objects - the least valuable thing in Tumbledown Alley was human life. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"And this little bottle—" Solim said, picking up the bottle the size of his little thumb, "if the news of your possession of it gets out now, I assure you, you won't live more than five minutes." "

Borkin and Levinto swallowed and spat.

"It's a magic potion, you've surely heard of—"

Borgin and Levinto did hear about it, because by this time their eyes were almost falling out of their sockets.

"No, no, no—this is not for you to sell. In fact, the odds of you taking it out and getting it out of the way are much higher than the chances of selling it. Solim threw the bottle to Borkin, and he was so frightened that he quickly caught it with both hands. []

"It's for you to drink – and when you go to that run-down shop at Bock, it significantly increases your chances of success. "

Solim tilted his head.

"Now, do you think I'm lying to you?"